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  • 作词 : Fareed, Mills, Phife Dawg
    Phony rappers who do not write
    Phony rappers who do not excite
    Phony rappers, check it out, aight
    Yo, I was riding the train
    And this Puerto Rican kid said simple and plain: "Let's battle"
    It kinda took me by surprise 'cause the brother was moving
    Wit' his eyes on the prize, I said 'Screw it'
    I ain't got nuttin to lose but um
    But I got to do this **** real quick so um
    Hurry up kid, bust your joints and then I'll bust mine
    And I'll be out 'cause I got to see this hottie,' he said 'OK'
    'Now check it, check it out, blah, blah, blah, blah, blah'
    That's what he said
    Then I came back and just ****ed up his head
    'Cause yo, he thought an MC who was seen on TV
    Couldn't hold the **** down in New York City
    Ayo, I showed his ass, then I went off on my task
    To bless her ass Uptown, real MC's will hold it down
    Yeah, yeah, sonny, to the beat like that
    You wanna bring it to me, where you at?
    Yes, dread, I had a similar situation
    When this kid tried to tell me I didn't deserve my occupation
    He said I wasn't **** that I was soon to fall
    I looked him up and down, grab my crotch and said balls
    Of course he tried to bring it on the battling tip
    And you know me, you know I had to come out my ****
    Trying to lounge at the mall, me, Skeff and Mr. Walt
    And finally I banged his ass wit the verbal assault
    He said a rhyme about his .45 and his nickel bags of ****
    That's when I proceeded to give him what he needed
    Talking 'bout I need a Phillie right before I get loose
    Poor excuse, money please, I get loose off of orange juice
    Preferably Minute Maid 'cause that's exactly what it takes to write a rhyme, huh
    So screw your nickels and your dimes
    Because an MC like me be on TV
    Don't mean I can't hold my **** down in NYC
    Phony rappers who do not write
    Phony rappers who do not excite
    Phony rappers, you know they type
    Phony rappers, check it
    It seems there's a sanitation, y'all full of trash talker
    Sounding good, but money, can you be the dog walker?
    Talking 'bout your mic days and your breakdancing
    Not enhancing, you sound tired...
    Oh, ****, I didn't know you like to play yourself in front'cha friends
    Sitting there, lying to no end
    MC's for me make things happening
    Talk about a world but in a form of rapping
    Who will be the captain of this ship
    If it goes down, don't you know you have to go wit it
    Just because you rhyme for a couple of weeks
    Doesn't mean that you've reach the MC's peak
    Let me stop sounding all bitter
    Ghetto child, never be a quitter
    But don't be a phony in the litter
    Take it as a letter from the better
    Take it from a man who used to rhyme in busted ass Jettas
    Yo, Phife, you need a condom
    Word to God
    Mess around, I catch AIDS from MC's being on my nuts too hard
    'Cause on my boulevard, you better bring your bodyguard
    And what's your boulevard?
    L.B., I represent naturally
    So don't step on the boulie if you know that you're phony
    Or else I'll bend that ass like elbow macaroni
    'Cause I gotta keep it real (gotta keep it real) Yep!
    A Tribe Called Quest, you see we never half step
    (So on your mark) Get ready, MC's be jetty
    Me and Phife be hangin' like Veronica and Betty
    Archie, Jughead, snuffing MC's
    From Brainslane down to Hempstead
    Yes 'Quence, see over
    His rhyme style is older that a Chrysler Cordoba
    I'm wilder then the cats from Arizona
    Villanova, or, or, Kentucky
    Who's the next MC stepping up to try and bust me
    Bring him here and boy, will I ever let him have it
    And when it comes to the microphone, don't even try to grab it
    What?!?!

    ��This feeling of embarrassment
    This shyness, this bashfulness��
    If you take that out of the people then these people will do whatever they want to do
    And that is the very definition of America
    A people who have no shame and therefore do whatever they want to do."
  • [00:00.000] 作词 : Fareed, Mills, Phife Dawg
    [00:03.436]Phony rappers who do not write
    [00:06.052]Phony rappers who do not excite
    [00:08.493]Phony rappers, check it out, aight
    [00:12.337]Yo, I was riding the train
    [00:13.671]And this Puerto Rican kid said simple and plain: "Let's battle"
    [00:16.850]It kinda took me by surprise 'cause the brother was moving
    [00:19.739]Wit' his eyes on the prize, I said 'Screw it'
    [00:21.748]I ain't got nuttin to lose but um
    [00:23.795]But I got to do this **** real quick so um
    [00:26.026]Hurry up kid, bust your joints and then I'll bust mine
    [00:28.699]And I'll be out 'cause I got to see this hottie,' he said 'OK'
    [00:31.481]'Now check it, check it out, blah, blah, blah, blah, blah'
    [00:33.326]That's what he said
    [00:34.302]Then I came back and just ****ed up his head
    [00:36.408]'Cause yo, he thought an MC who was seen on TV
    [00:38.732]Couldn't hold the **** down in New York City
    [00:41.297]Ayo, I showed his ass, then I went off on my task
    [00:43.928]To bless her ass Uptown, real MC's will hold it down
    [00:47.038]Yeah, yeah, sonny, to the beat like that
    [00:49.131]You wanna bring it to me, where you at?
    [00:50.901]Yes, dread, I had a similar situation
    [00:52.418]When this kid tried to tell me I didn't deserve my occupation
    [00:55.137]He said I wasn't **** that I was soon to fall
    [00:57.802]I looked him up and down, grab my crotch and said balls
    [01:00.218]Of course he tried to bring it on the battling tip
    [01:02.662]And you know me, you know I had to come out my ****
    [01:05.171]Trying to lounge at the mall, me, Skeff and Mr. Walt
    [01:07.786]And finally I banged his ass wit the verbal assault
    [01:10.245]He said a rhyme about his .45 and his nickel bags of ****
    [01:12.823]That's when I proceeded to give him what he needed
    [01:15.356]Talking 'bout I need a Phillie right before I get loose
    [01:17.778]Poor excuse, money please, I get loose off of orange juice
    [01:20.589]Preferably Minute Maid 'cause that's exactly what it takes to write a rhyme, huh
    [01:23.243]So screw your nickels and your dimes
    [01:25.562]Because an MC like me be on TV
    [01:28.040]Don't mean I can't hold my **** down in NYC
    [01:32.109]Phony rappers who do not write
    [01:34.625]Phony rappers who do not excite
    [01:37.106]Phony rappers, you know they type
    [01:39.622]Phony rappers, check it
    [01:42.248]It seems there's a sanitation, y'all full of trash talker
    [01:44.758]Sounding good, but money, can you be the dog walker?
    [01:47.543]Talking 'bout your mic days and your breakdancing
    [01:50.185]Not enhancing, you sound tired...
    [01:51.683]Oh, ****, I didn't know you like to play yourself in front'cha friends
    [01:55.577]Sitting there, lying to no end
    [01:57.405]MC's for me make things happening
    [01:59.852]Talk about a world but in a form of rapping
    [02:02.272]Who will be the captain of this ship
    [02:04.719]If it goes down, don't you know you have to go wit it
    [02:07.481]Just because you rhyme for a couple of weeks
    [02:09.848]Doesn't mean that you've reach the MC's peak
    [02:12.202]Let me stop sounding all bitter
    [02:13.899]Ghetto child, never be a quitter
    [02:15.607]But don't be a phony in the litter
    [02:17.547]Take it as a letter from the better
    [02:19.520]Take it from a man who used to rhyme in busted ass Jettas
    [02:22.479]Yo, Phife, you need a condom
    [02:23.826]Word to God
    [02:24.637]Mess around, I catch AIDS from MC's being on my nuts too hard
    [02:28.146]'Cause on my boulevard, you better bring your bodyguard
    [02:30.307]And what's your boulevard?
    [02:31.107]L.B., I represent naturally
    [02:32.679]So don't step on the boulie if you know that you're phony
    [02:35.151]Or else I'll bend that ass like elbow macaroni
    [02:37.667]'Cause I gotta keep it real (gotta keep it real) Yep!
    [02:40.078]A Tribe Called Quest, you see we never half step
    [02:42.680](So on your mark) Get ready, MC's be jetty
    [02:45.333]Me and Phife be hangin' like Veronica and Betty
    [02:47.884]Archie, Jughead, snuffing MC's
    [02:50.270]From Brainslane down to Hempstead
    [02:51.921]Yes 'Quence, see over
    [02:53.186]His rhyme style is older that a Chrysler Cordoba
    [02:55.394]I'm wilder then the cats from Arizona
    [02:57.274]Villanova, or, or, Kentucky
    [02:59.229]Who's the next MC stepping up to try and bust me
    [03:01.556]Bring him here and boy, will I ever let him have it
    [03:04.234]And when it comes to the microphone, don't even try to grab it
    [03:06.874]What?!?!
    [03:13.393]
    [03:13.998]��This feeling of embarrassment
    [03:19.357]This shyness, this bashfulness��
    [03:23.515]If you take that out of the people then these people will do whatever they want to do
    [03:29.433]And that is the very definition of America
    [03:31.930]A people who have no shame and therefore do whatever they want to do."